I thought I may have said something wrong. But then he said I want to do something kinky. I asked kinky in sense. He was drunk by now. And in a stamme...ing voice, he said threesome.He wants to see his wife be fucked on her honeymoon by someone else. I knew in my head this is it. I asked him to do you really wished it. He said yes. I asked if he had any plans for anybody who could join them. He said we both could do it. I couldn’t believe my luck.He said, “I know how to look at my wife pics. You. She had discovered that I had for many years harboured a secret desire to see her slips, or petticoats as she called them. On this particular day I was sitting opposite Auntie, who is an attractive woman in her mid-forties, and caught sight of the lace hem of her slip as she crossed her legs - rather provocatively I thought. I immediately felt my cock swelling at this sight and, excusing myself, dashed to the bathroom in order to relieve this tension.Once there, as I lowered my trousers to. At first Mom objected to me being able to see it but she warmed up to the idea eventually. I just had to jerk off more often until I found a girlfriend. She thought that I was a sex maniac and dumped me but fortunately with all of her complaining two other girls offered to be my girlfriends. When they decided that they could share me things really got good. Once in a while both of them would climb in bed with me together.As to what Mom would wear on Thursday to go to her Bridge Club meetings. Rebecca stripped down to her undies and slipped under the covers. The night promised to be as cold as the previous night, when she had sworn she saw ice in the teacup when she had awakened in the early morning’s light. She tossed and turned and then finally found that perfect position to fall asleep, with her head buried in the pillow and her behind raised in the air like a defenseless target. Her skimpy night panties were buried in her arse crack, but she was far too tired to pull them back.